Chromatic Reflection

In a dance of colors, the figure sits, lost in thought, A kaleidoscope of hues upon their form is brought. Red, blue, and yellow, swirling, merging as one, A reflection of the complexity of the human soul begun. The paint splatters, a chaotic harmony, Echoing the turmoil and serenity within the human symphony. In this seated pose, a story unfolds, Of contemplation, of introspection, of the stories untold. The colors bleed, a vibrant, living thing, A manifestation of the emotions that we cannot contain or cling. The figure, a canvas, a work of art in progress, A representation of the human experience, in all its complexity and mess. In this chromatic reflection, we see ourselves, A mosaic of emotions, a tapestry of thoughts and feelings. A reminder that we are all works in progress, Evolving, changing, growing, with each passing moment, we become.